Page 4 of Dating the Daddy

I read his message and then set my phone aside, ignoring it.

“You aren’t going to answer him?” Leia asks, eyeing me doubtfully.

“Nope,” I say, popping a nacho into my mouth. “You were right this morning. His brother warned me that he plans to expose me. Taking the bait would be lunacy.” I may do a lot of questionable things…but this won’t be one of them. No freaking way.

So I tell myself.

All through lunch.

All the way back to my desk.

Halfway through the afternoon.

And then my phone dings again.

Aidan

I need your help meeting the woman of my dreams, Fairy.

“Yeah, right,” I mutter, snorting loudly enough that Lawson looks over from his desk. Asa is supposed to be the Steelebrother to watch out for, but I think Aidan may be the real problem here.

I shove my phone back into my desk drawer, determined to ignore it. If he has a dream woman, I don’t want to know who she is. I don’t want to know anything about her. And I’m definitely not sad about it. Not even a little bit.

“Damn him,” I huff not even two minutes later, pulling my phone out of my desk when he texts again.

Aidan

She’s incredible, Fairy. The more I learn about her, the more I want to meet her. It’s making me fucking crazy.

Me

I’m not helping you. Stop bugging me.

Aidan

Don’t you want to know who she is?

I do. So freaking bad. The desire to know is a morbid sort of curiosity. Who is perfect enough to make this man fall? I haven’t been able to find her yet, and I’ve combed through every name I could think of, trying to find the perfect woman for him.

She probably doesn’t even exist. He’s toying with me, trying to get me to take the bait. I hate that it’s working.

Me

Absolutely not. Go away.

Aidan

Help me, Fairy Godmother, you’re my only hope.

Me

Did you seriously just quote Star Wars at me?

Aidan

No?

Okay, possibly. It worked in the fucking movie.

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